Every woman was looking forward to marrying her beloved man. So was I. I married Patrick Cowell, the man who I had a crush on for twelve years, in the name of my sister. My sister Caroline and I were twins, but she grew up in a rich and noble family while I grew up in an orphanage. She begged me to marry Patrick as her substitute because she didn't want to marry him. I agreed sweetly. Patrick was the only heir of the richest family in this city. Handsome, rich, and powerful. However, I didn't expect that he treated me cruelly in bed as if I was his enemy. Because he knew I was not his bride? Oh no!!!

Substitute Bride,Substitute Love

When Patrick walked to me, I suddenly felt a little nervous. After all, I had been sent back home by Seth for two days in a row. It would be very difficult for me to explain this matter.

Patrick came over and put his hand directly on my shoulder, indicating that I was his woman.

Seth looked at me and then at Patrick. It seemed that he understood something. Then he smiled gently and said, "You're welcome. I'll leave first."

As soon as Seth left, Patrick directly pulled my collar, dragged me to the basement, and directly lifted the dress of my suit.

I was scared out of my wits as I struggled with all my might!

"F**k you." Patrick did not stop what he was doing. He rudely tore my stockings apart and came into my body directly!

I let out a cry of pain. But when I remembered that we were in the basement, I feared that someone going back home would hear our voice...

Chapter 25 I Advise You to Behave Yourself